To My Mommy's Favorite Word, Serenity

9/8/10 12:01 AM

 During my Acting I class this morning, my professor had our class do a silent improv exercise, that turned out to be highly psychological. This game was to exercise attention to detail, experience how we perceive the world, focus on our emotions, and how we are able to work through a given situation. The professor told everyone to find a place in the room away from each other, and either sit or lay down comfortably. She instructed us all to close our eyes, relax, and focus on our breathing: the way we breathe, where we hold our air, the pace of our inhales and exhales. Throughout this entire exercise, we are to create every aspect of our professor’s direction according to us: all of the colors, scents, sounds, tastes, and feelings surrounding us. She slowly and calmly placed us...

To the 17-Year-Old in Jail Who Got Busted for Narcotics

9/7/10 1:37 AM

Although I’m sure it’s somewhat personal, and my mom may not want me sharing it with the entire world, my family has been fighting through some major battles with Life recently, and our morale has steadily been decreasing within the last few months. You see, I live with my mom, who is a single parent, working her tookus off, raising 3 children, just barely scraping by each month. She is BY FAR the toughest, most extraordinary woman I know. Well, around 2 A.M. last night, my mother received a Collect phone call from “an inmate at the Nueces County Jail.” Not much to her amazement, it was my brother who was attempting to get in contact with her. Within the last year or so, my VERY stubborn little brother has been going through his teenage “rebellious...

To the Senseless Drivers

9/2/10 12:05 AM

Being an overly-observant person, I’ve noticed men driving with newspapers propped up on the steering wheel, typing up e-mails on their Blackberry, or shaving while driving. I’ve viewed women applying make-up, changing clothes, putting up hair, or brushing teeth behind the wheel (and I‘m not going to tell you which of the above I‘ve done). We all text or talk on the phone (and then lie when asked if we do so), and most drivers have conquered that multitasking talent. But NEVER have I witnessed something so shocking as I did today: I was driving along behind an old, brown Altima, minding my own business, singing my little heart out to Lady Antebellum, when the car in front of me starts swerving and almost collides with oncoming traffic. In order to avoid disaster... 1 comment

Late Night Reading for the Wide Awake

8/31/10 2:37 AM

  It’s twenty after 1:00 A.M., I’m wide awake, and sleep does not look to be in my near future. Therefore, staring blankly at the television screen, eating Fig Newtons, while laying in my bed with my beloved princess of a dog curled up next to me is what will preoccupy my time until my wonderful friend, Insomnia, decides to take a hike. You’d think after a full first day in college, being up since 6:45 in the morning, and going non-stop all day since then would leave someone entirely drained of energy… in a perfect world. I’m going on 18+ hours here, people! Why am I not dead yet?! On a lighter note, my first day of college couldn’t have gone more smoothly, excluding the mishaps some higher power threw at me constantly throughout the...